Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song See You In In The Future, artist - Waterparks. Date of issue: 20.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
See You In In The Future |
| Ooh, you |
| Ooh, you |
| If I got everything I want on album 3 |
| And I grew up and became who I want to be |
| Why am I lying when I say I feel content? |
| I don’t wanna say too much |
| But what’s a meltdown between friends? |
| Woah (Fuck it) |
| Maybe I could use a couple yes-men |
| My self-esteem could use some obsession |
| Some ups in my direction |
| Chicka-chicka-from at least One Di-One Direction |
| (Not Zayn though, Harry though, what’s up) |
| Fuck it |
| I don’t even care, though |
| A broken escalator’s still stairs, though |
| I got a little taller since the first show |
| Maybe if I look real close, I’ll see you in the- |
| Ooh, ohh, I’ll see you in the future, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Ooh, ohh, you can find me in the rumours, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| If you could see the things |
| That I see when I sleep |
| Then you’d be paranoid like me |
| Ooh, ohh, I’ll see you in the future, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| I’m a ray of sunshine, look at me |
| Everywhere I go, I’m poisoning (Yeah) |
| Everyone whose eyes look up to me |
| And while I’m alone (Um) |
| I could fill a fucking university with all the things |
| That keep me company when all I want is sleep |
| Cause demons drive their limo |
| Straight up to my window |
| Like they’re motherfucking Postmates and late |
| God damn, hot damn |
| Bill Gates, hey |
| Let me talk to Elon Musk, man |
| Where the fuck is my flying truck, bitch? |
| Put down a hundred bucks |
| Shit never showed up, what’s up? |
| That’s fucked |
| Like how if everything could go away |
| I never had it anyway |
| If I’m the guy from Castaway, that makes you Wilson, hate to say |
| And everything I know is gonna kill me in the end |
| But we’ll get there when we get there when we get there when we get there when |
| we- |
| Ohhh, yeah, we did it this time |
| We really did it |
| Take a second, gonna breathe |
| You and me |
| Otto, Geoff, you guys are doing great |
| We’re gonna do this one more time |
| Okay |
| Fuck everyone and everything |
| And every single magazine |
| That made me think I’m not enough |
| It’s really fucking crippling |
| The way I’m Michael Scott-o Sebringing it |
| I’m Geoff and I’m Otto nose-ringing it |
| I am not about the «he said, she said» bullshit |
| Dudes with beards online like to say shit |
| Tweeting middle fingers up from their day shift |
| But I was just like them, just hating |
| I gave up everything, something to nothing |
| This song is the recipe, curses, my blessings |
| I haven’t seen family, hoping they’re proud of me |
| Missing on holidays, give people more |
| But then there’s nothing left of me |
| Ooh, ohh, I’ll see you in the future, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Ooh, ohh, you can find me in the rumours, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| If you could see the things |
| That I see when I sleep |
| Then you’d be paranoid like me |
| Ooh, ohh, I’ll see you in the future, yeah, yeah, yeah |